Thursday, February 3, 2011

RAR! *thunk*

This past Christmas, I bought almost everyone's gifts months in advance.  I'm a 'get gifts as soon as possible so I don't get an ulcer worrying about when I'll be able to make it to the store' kinda person.  I received a huge shipment of things that I had gotten several family members including my nephew.  Being the good aunt that I am, I diligently opened all his electronic toys, put in the required batteries, and tried them all out.  Most of them worked.  There was one, a monkey that 'allegedly' laughs and rolls around on the floor, that did not work.  Time to panic.  I had no idea what to get him.  Later that week, I was looking through patterns at www.knit-purl.com and noticed an interesting company name.  Danger Crafts.  Clicking on it led me to the most awesome collection of simple knitted creatures I've come across before.  I swear to you, I will eventually own an entire Danger Creature Collection.  They're THAT cute.  Anywho, I was immediately taken by Frances the Charismatic Monster.  Suddenly... LIGHTBULB!  I had just found the perfect replacement for my nephew's lazy monkey.  I immediately purchased the pattern, and a bunch of other stuff that maybe I didn't REALLY need.  Don't judge me.  The pattern came in the mail, was super easy to understand and follow, even for a n00b like me.  I quickly knitted up a little monster, and all anxiety was gone.  Christmas came and went.  My husband and I were back home, and life went on.  A phone call from my mom revealed an as yet unspoken desire for a monster of her own, so I agreed.  On a whim, I called my sister to see how my nephew was liking his monster.  The labor of love.  The fruit of my devotion.  The thing that I made him with my own two hands and some leftover, but not undesirable, yarn.  She said, and I quote: "Oh, well the other day I handed it to him, and he said 'RAR' and threw it across the room. But at least he knows what it is, right?"  Yes, dear sister, at least he knows what it is that he is mercilessly hurling to far, dark corners unknown.  At least we have that.  Hopefully my mom will react differently.
P.S. In my nephew's defense, he is just about to be 2. So he is just now being able to appreciate toys that make sounds and things like that. Eventually, he will regain a desire for toys that are more for imagination than entertainment.

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